by Marilyn Reid
One sun-dog evening, off the Scottish coast of Jura, a yacht sped across the waves chasing the playful porpoises that young geologist Jill Milne and her friends had come to see. They were accompanied overhead by noisy seabirds, but the thunderous December roar from the Corryvreckan whirlpool drowned out all bird calls, and laughter from the happy party, drifted across the sound wa ...
One sun-dog evening, off the Scottish coast of Jura, a yacht sped across the waves chasing the playful porpoises that young geologist Jill Milne and her friends had come to see. They were accompanied overhead by noisy seabirds, but the thunderous December roar from the Corryvreckan whirlpool drowned out all bird calls, and laughter from the happy party, drifted across the sound wa ...
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